Romantic

Ssh I whisper
it’s that time 
I’ll be right 
back I promise 
your hands reaching 
but I’ve already 
left the bed
can’t they wait 
just this once 
after slipping into 
my cold clothes 
I lean down 
while kissing you 
I say lips
to soft lips 
no they can’t 
and as coffee
brews cup washed
my friends begin
their dance and 
their song these
things called words